Chapter 121அதிகாரம் 121 நட்பு Friendship

Since people become what they live with, discerning whom to live with is friendship itself.

Friendship is giving unasked; after the asking, no one gives unasked.

Once a friend has had to ask, the chance to give before the need was spoken has passed for good.

A noble friendship is not grown by wanting; it is rain that came to the earth without the earth calling for it.

In the greatness of friendship there is no shame in asking for support; for anyone with a sense of shame, the shame lies in not asking.

The Tamil word for shame, naan, also means modesty or bashfulness.

Friendship, they say, is the veena, whose string sounds on though the hand lets go; the drum falls silent when the hand lets go.

When someone falls, a hand can be given; when someone rises, the heart can rarely be given.

A small fire burned a forest grown far and wide; a small word burned a friendship.

Like a harp string that sounds untouched, friendship is the sensing of an unspoken wish.

Those who clear the stain a mirror shows are called friends; those who cover the mirror, enemies.

The day of planting is not friendship; friendship is the bond the planting hands keep, watering it every day.